A Powerful Man

"The Immortal Dao is dependent on immortal fate. I will not insist if you are not willing, though. It's just a pity that you will not cultivate my techniques, when you possess the talent for immortal cultivation…" The white-haired man shook his head sadly.

Lu Xiaowan's glance fell on Di Jiu, who was not far away. To be honest, the main reason she had gone there was to capture Di Jiu. If this place were not the Swallow Capital University's Institute of Martial Arts, she would not have had to resort to using her registration token as bait. She would have just broken Di Jiu's limbs and abducted him by force.

However, even her master, Trustworthy, would not dare resort to violence outside the entrance of the Institute of Martial Arts.

Before she was able to capture Di Jiu though, she had been presented with an opportunity.